So, I figured all that time he probably felt sorry for me. And when I saw him at the funeral, I was still fat (more so), four-eyed and had mousy brown hair. But then, as a kid, I was fat, four-eyed and had mousy brown hair. Men stunk, on the whole, but Luke had always been ultra nice to me. He was the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen in my little girl life and, when I saw him at his Dad’s funeral five years ago, I realized he had turned into the most gorgeous man. I had known Luke Stark since he moved in across the street when I was eight years old and he was twelve. Good Ava poked her tongue out at Bad Ava. We like Luke, Good Ava protested, leaning around my neck to glare at Bad Ava.īad Ava gave Good Ava the finger. Don’t! Good Ava said.ĭo it, go in there, suck him in, chew him up, spit him out. Then call Luke and ask him over for dinner like a normal person. Go home, call Sissy and tell her you can’t do it. This was true (not the shit-hot part, the other parts). Let him get a load of you! Bad Ava reminded me. “I’m going nuts,” me, the real Ava, said out loud. Teeny, tiny Good Ava, wearing a white satin teddy edged in soft, fluffy feathers, gold high-heeled sandals with straps that crisscrossed up her calves and sporting a glittery gold halo, sat on my left shoulder and whispered in my ear.
Teeny, tiny Bad Ava, wearing a lacy red teddy, red stockings, spike-heeled, patent-leather red pumps and devil’s ears, sat on my right shoulder and whispered in my ear.ĭon’t do it, go home, do yoga, light candles, meditate.
Not only that I was parked on 15th Street outside the Nightingale Investigations offices, where Luke worked, but any of it, all of it, the whole shebang.ĭo it, do it, you know you want to do it. I sat in my hunter green Range Rover, hands resting on my steering wheel, forehead resting on my hands, wondering what in the hell I was doing. Thank you, chickie, for being along for the Rock Chick Ride!
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